Downtime

Margot sighs as she looks at the piles of papers, books, and scrolls on her desk.
"I'll never get all of this paperwork done!!"

((two days working long shifts. Be back Monday))

((PO Deanna is on weekend trip until sunday evening and offline during this time.. except my cell phone, so I can reach the forum ))

[Skamato]

Man kann beobachten wie sich der Halbling Nerwin Weidenwind immer wieder in das Clubhaus zurückzieht um scheinbar etwas wichtiges zu erledigen.

((Away for some days))

With a sad smile, Alli drops a final flower to the ground, to the mound of dirt that has been central to her life for all too long. Three murmured words, spoken in the lilting tones of the Elvish language, mark the end of one journey, and the beginning of another.

She turns, her feet carrying her away from the place of Memory and then further still. A glance upward reassures her, the sign at the crossroads giving her her destination: Harbour.


((Will be gone for some time, as of yet undetermined.))

((On holiday, though still online a tiny bit, most of my time will be at the beach.))

Zehshirr has been seen less and less in towns lately. After a short while of asking around, one would be told by a close friend or annoyed fisherman that the scaly blighter swimming up and down the rivers of Gobaith, searching for a "Rainbow fish"

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They say, chief Murgo of Dar'krest travled to the mainland, for unknown reasons. "Chief-stuff" he said, but those who know the chief, know that could possibly mean everything. Others may make a guess and tell you he is heading to Kroch'Gurak, where his female lives - looking after his children.
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((Away until middle of August.))

Agrimur Farenson is seen leaving the Nordmark with a grand package on his bag, kissing his girlfriend goodbye.
He and his young she-wolf walk down all the way to the harbour, paying a passage north and stepping on board. The young Norodaj waves to the girl standing on the harbour with a wolf herself, and then faces towards the horizon. He told her he would not be back for about one to two months...

Alan Dowland went to the monastery of Eldan in order to pray in solitude. He did not say how long he'd stay.
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Agrimur Farenson wird dabei beobachtet wie er die Nordmark verlässt, ein großes Bündel auf seinem Rücken, und seiner Freundin einen Abschiedskuss gibt.
Er und seine junge Wölfin machen sich auf den Weg zum Hafen, wo sie eine Reise nach Norden bezahlen und an Bord gehen. Der junge Norodaj winkt dem Mädchen am Kai und ihrem Wolf noch einmal zu, dann dreht er sich um und blickt zum Horizont. Er hatte ihr gesagt dass er für diese Reise zwischen einem und zwei Monden Zeit brauchen würde...

Alan Dowland hat sich zum Eldankloster aufgemacht um in Einsamkeit zu beten. Er sagte nicht wie lange das dauern würde...

((Exam time is a bitch. Twelve exams in ten days. Sorry guys, but this means at least two weeks of downtime, rather three. // Hab miese fiese Prüfungsphase. Tut mir Leid folks, aber damit falle ich für zwei bis drei Wochen aus, denn zwölf Prüfungen in zehn Tagen sind mir in Kombi mit Illa schlicht zu viel.))

((Ich und Alrik sind von Mittwoch bis Sonntag auf Live-Rollenspiel. Yeah, Drachenfest!^^ / Me and Alrik are away from Wednesday to Sunday on Live-action-roleplay. Yeah, Drachenfest!^^))

Nach ein paar letzten Gesprächen mit Idrandal und Jerem, packt Deanna ihre Felltasche und reist zum Festland um ihre Familie zu besuchen, insbesondere ihre Tochter. Wenn die Informationen von Damien stimmen, dann wird sie ihr Erspartes den Fern-Teleporter auf dem Festland opfern, um möglichst viel Zeit ihrer mehrwöchigen Abwesenheit bei ihrer Familie sein zu können.

((Deanna is away at the mainlands and makes a break for 2-3 dwarfen weeks))

The figure of an Elfess may be seen stepping across the wooden pier of the harbor, a newly arrived ship silhouetted behind her. She hesitates as she reaches the end of the pier, and, with a shake of her head, mutters a few bitter words.

Welcome home.

Dark eyes closely study the object in her hand as a grin grows on her countenance while emitting a small chuckle.

This may be just what I need for the ritual, of course it may take awhile but the reward will be worth it!

Casually holding her good hand up and speaking ancient words a parchment appears on a tree somewhere near the harbor.

Experimenting, will be back when I am.
The Witch


(( out of town Aug 9th-late August 12th ))

(( Connection is beng more fickle than hell. Be back in two, to four weeks at my best hope ))

((Weg von morgen an für eine Woche, Urlaub))
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((Away from tomorrow on for a week, holidays))

*Leon gathers a few things from his depot. He slips on his black robe under his light armor along with two long elvenswords in his hip. He grabs only enough coin for a trip to and from the mainland. He also sticks a green glowing dagger hidden somewhere in his robe. Anyone that sees him walking off may be left wondering where exactly he is going though no word has been spread. He seems to be on a personal mission. Something dark finally woke in the dear Captain. A past he once wrote off as just a horror story..has now turned an ugly head and has begun to haunt him once again ever night. "No more running..I want this to be over" he says to himself looking at his reflection in the water. He turns away, unable to look at himself any longer and walks out of town straight to the harbor.*

*He walks onto the boat without one word, handing over the coin he finds a quiet spot to sit and think. "They should have killed me too...now they too will find out how it feels to lose the ones you love." he thinks to himself as he sharpens his blades until the boat docks, making his way to Albar.

*Upon reaching the gate, two guards sit, welcoming him to their home. "Greetings Sir! Welcome to Al-" The man doesn't even have time to finish, for his head is sliced off with complete ease as Leon makes one quick slice in the air and moving onto the other guard. Both left in a growing puddle of blood. Leon now makes his way into the city of Albar... cutting down everyone he sees. "This...is for my family..and my home"


((Off to Illinois! Gathering of the Juggalos baby!!! See everyone in a week or so! I'll miss you all!))

Irania reads aloud, opening a portal to the harbor. After stepping through and appearing not far from the docks, she shoulders her full sack and makes her way up to the boat.

((Be back the 16th! ^^))

((forgot to mention, I deleted Rapath as well, sorry to those who expect responses from him yet))

Whispers spread that the judge has taken back into his woods.

((Be back in about......5-6 days.))

(( gone until I'm out of the hospital, po sasha and a few others))

Seit seiner Rückkehr vom Festland hat niemand Agrimur Farenson zu Gesicht bekommen. Das liegt daran, wenn man seiner Verlobten Varei Glauben schenken darf, dass er aufgrund einer leichten, aber schlecht heilenden Verletzung von den verbleibenden weiblichen Markern zu strenger Lagerruhe verordnet wurde. Murrend und knurrend hat er sich darein gefügt, aber nur größere Mengen von Bier, versetzt mit Sibanac, können ihn auf Dauer ruhig stellen, denn ungeduldig drängt er darauf, längst genesen zu sein, und endlich heiraten zu wollen!


((RL ist die totale Hölle im Moment. Ich hoffe ich schaffs ab Oktober wieder zu spielen, wenn das Semester wieder los geht. Sorry an alle die es betrifft, ich weiß es ist gerade eine bescheidene Zeit um so lange downtime zu schieben, aber ich kanns leider wirklich nicht ändern und muss irgendwo anfangen Prioritäten zu setzen. Wir sehn uns im Herbst, ich freu mich drauf!))
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Since he returned from the mainlands, no one has set eyes on Agrimur Farenson. The reason is, if one believes his fiancee Varei, that he suffers from a little, but badly healing injury, therefore the remaining female Markers banished him to strict fur rest. Snarling and gnarling he submitted himself to this, but only larger amounts of beer that has been sweetened with more or less sibanac are able to hold him quiet for most of the time, as he longs to stand up restlessly, pointing out that he feels completely fine and yearns for his soon marriage!

((RL is a bitch right now. Hope I will be back in Octobre when the semester starts again. Sorry everyone involved, I know this is a really, really bad time, but I seriously can't help it and have to set priorities. We will meet in autumn, and I'm looking forward to it!))

(( Alli [Irania] and Robert [Leon] have no power due to the hurricane and can not access the internet. Pretend their characters are off doing something interesting. ))

What appears to be a cloaked and hooded elfess makes her way to the dock with a large bag of some kind of plant leaves. A whispered discussion with one of the ship captains with the passing of a few coins and she is soon below decks in a secure cabin. A soft elven singing flows from one of the portholes as the ship loads it's last bit of cargo and passengers. Where she is headed and when she shall return is a mystery to be solved later.


((video died on my computer so I'll be away for a bit till I can get it fixed while it's under warrenty.))

Anne's been out of town a lot lately, if you tried to ask her where she'd probably just snarl at you.

((2-3 day vacation. Dunno how much I'll be online, if it all.))

Oxi spends a last day in Bane under the pretence of attending to any outstanding business but mostly looks for those dear to him to say a fond farewell. Saddened to be leaving but anxious for the health of his wife after the loss of their unborn child, he can put it off no longer. Time to return to the valleys and visit the family he left all those years ago dreaming of becoming a smith, with tales of this strange Isle he has grown to call home and all the joy and pain it has dealt.

((Off to Montenegro for two weeks - I'll miss you!))

*A man can be seen at the depots in Trollsbane packing up a mule with a very hefty load already. *

Can't take it no more.. I've had all i can stomach. First the trees I planted are gone.. I replanted them.. then more go missin'.. then a replant again and they go missing. Now I stop replanting content with what I gots.. and ALL my trees be gone!!! Feck! I quit!

*kicks the depot and screams a bit ashe hurts his foot. Beaten and Broken of spirit he tugs the mules reigns leaving a note on the depot*

“ Dear peoples of Bane and Gobiath. If any one wish to find me I'll be in my cave. I've grown to weary for this stupidity that plagues the isle. I return to my hermit ways.

~~Darius Kain~~

((Just cant deal with the stupid any more. I'm not leaving the game I just wont be bothering to be seen with this character. If you wana rp with him send a dove and ill log him in at the cave south of bane but other than that I wont be playing him.))

((PO Deanna is on a short trip for about 2-3 days to visit her mom and offline during this time))

((A friend's been over for a week, probably getting back to the game starting tomorrow, can't think of a reasonable reason why S'rrt is not around))

The familiar chair lies empty. There once was an old man who sat upon this familiar chair, but now nothing but a wisp of spring-time wind graces the wooden structure. It cries to be filled, but the man does not come back...

...for now.

(( Lorik Queens will be gone for a while because... well... his PO is sick [that's me!]. Been a little busy recently, and to top it I've gotten sick. Lorik will be back, [I know I haven't been on recently, sorry 'bout that], he just won't be sitting in his chair until I recover. ))

A black fog filled the air outside the eastern gatehouse of the town of Troll's Bane. Disappearing slowly it revealed an impatient looking elfess, who appeared to be glaring at the fog (Though one might wonder how that is possible). Attaining a more noble looking stature her lips formed a ominous, yet cheerful smirk. "I have returned, my ~dear~ Gobaithians." she said, then, wrinkling her nose in disgust, she stepped out of the mule excrement she had landed on and carried on to inside the gates, mumbling about filthy humans never having heard of plumbing*.

*Something she soon realized, she hadn't actually heard much about either, though it was a catchy word and she should really look into it.

Raina can be seen leaving the island of Gobiath she looks back one last time before going below the decks of the ship.

(( Gone for unknown amount of time have fun everyone ))

Juliette is seen leaving on a ferry with her son Kai, hastily having left a note on the town board about her going away. A few days earlier one might have seen her heartbroken and devastated, or perhaps heard the gossip about it afterwards.